This is apt to be a bit of a longer post, but I ask you to bear with me. If you want to skip right to the fun part of this post, just light on over to hyperbole and a half. For those intrepid souls who want to venture into the wilderness of this post: "Fare forward, travellers [sic]."
Even with the numerous resources available to discuss depression, even with 10% of the US population reporting depression, even with the ever-lessening stigma on seeking psychotherapy, it is still incredibly difficult to explain depression to someone who has not been depressed. There's a two part exploration of what it means to be depressed over at hyperbole and a half which is poignant and humorous. Likely you will laugh and then feel awkward about having done so. But it's less bad than laughing at a funeral (and less public, so bonus).
Really the only thing that isn't covered in Brosh's description of the "depression experience" is the spiral of guilt that comes from looking around and seeing all the things you "should have" done. Basically, this chemical imbalance is self-fueling after a certain point, because obviously, feeling bad (and not having anything "real" to show for feeling bad) is no excuse to not get work done, so you're just lazy, etc. (Not true, but then we humans are all to able to believe lies - especially about ourselves).
The initial part of being treated isn't much better than the full blown depression, either. There's the fear that we'll be somehow less without our disorder, but that's just a form of codependency (like in an abusive relationship). The first two or so weeks of treatment are the hardest, because all of a sudden one feels the same bleakness of spirit, but one has energy. It ought to come as no surprise then, that the tendency towards actually committing suicide during this time is a more common occurrence.
As Brosh mentions in the second half of her depression exploration, the first emotion to come back will likely be anger, and you'll be angry at everything, because it just feels good to feel something, anything again. Don't worry, it gets better from there.
Now, as a writer, what can you do with that soul-crushing period of blackness? Well, that's where stories and poems can come from. Everyone's depression is different, so write about it, write about your struggle and eventual triumph, write about what color the depression felt (mine was grey, endlessly grey), write about the hero you created within yourself to battle the depression beast. Most importantly, as a writer, write. As long as you write, you aren't defeated.
The initial part of being treated isn't much better than the full blown depression, either. There's the fear that we'll be somehow less without our disorder, but that's just a form of codependency (like in an abusive relationship). The first two or so weeks of treatment are the hardest, because all of a sudden one feels the same bleakness of spirit, but one has energy. It ought to come as no surprise then, that the tendency towards actually committing suicide during this time is a more common occurrence.
As Brosh mentions in the second half of her depression exploration, the first emotion to come back will likely be anger, and you'll be angry at everything, because it just feels good to feel something, anything again. Don't worry, it gets better from there.
Now, as a writer, what can you do with that soul-crushing period of blackness? Well, that's where stories and poems can come from. Everyone's depression is different, so write about it, write about your struggle and eventual triumph, write about what color the depression felt (mine was grey, endlessly grey), write about the hero you created within yourself to battle the depression beast. Most importantly, as a writer, write. As long as you write, you aren't defeated.
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